for the lost poets

 
I hurt in the nothingness
it surrounds my soul and confounds me
it is silent here and I'm sad

sacred in her art this once was a place of great communications
poetry spoken fluently and openly

I wonder now,

where has everyone gone?

where are the souls commingling?

the quiet hurts my ears
intellectual debate is missing
heavy hitting poems are ignored

I wonder is poetry a dead language
one that no one cares to learn